After getting married, she became the CEO's life-saving little wife

He really wanted to hug Han Yue. He had wanted to hug Han Yue for a long time.

For the past two days, he had been in the intensive care unit looking at the weak and pitiful Han Yue lying on the hospital bed, and he wanted to rush through the glass to hug him.

Now that he thought about it, he wanted to be brave once.

Han Yue agreed to Mu Lengyu's request, why not?

Mu Lengyu has been taking care of her, using his words and actions to warm her.

If it weren't for Mu Lengyu, she might have been imprisoned in the villa by Gu Fan for the rest of her life, living a dark life.

She likes freedom, the vast world, and wandering around. She doesn't like being trapped in a big villa like being in prison.

Han Yue nodded shyly and said, "Yes."

Murong Yu got Han Yue's permission, and she hugged Han Yue cautiously.

He had so many things he wanted to say to Han Yue, but he held back.

His eyes turned red where Hanyue couldn't see, and he tried hard to restrain his emotions.

It took him a while to let go of Hanyue.

He looked at him calmly and said, "After a few days, you can be transferred to the general ward, and you don't need to eat liquid food anymore."

These are not important to Han Yue, what is important is that Mu Lingyu is by his side.

He said in a soft voice, "Leng Yu, when I was in a coma just now, I seemed to hear you calling someone's name. If you call Wanwan again, who is Wanwan?"

Mu Lengyu stared blankly at Han Yue, and said, "No one, just a friend of mine."

Han Yue felt very strange. This was his ward, and he was the only one here. Why did Mo Lengyu call another person's name while accompanying him?

She asked curiously, "Did someone named Wan Wan come over when I was unconscious?"

Mu Longyu suddenly felt sad.He lowered his eyes, hiding the sadness in his eyes.

He said in an inaudible tone, "No."

Han Yue's eyes were fixed on Murong Yu, but Murong Yu didn't show any emotion in front of him.

But he felt that Mu Langyu looked extremely heavy, as if he was motivating and stressing something.

He reached out to hold Mu Longyu's hand.Mu Langyu's body was so stiff that she didn't dare to move.

He slightly raised his eyes to look at Han Yan, and Han Yue said sensiblely, "If you don't want to say it, then forget it."

It's not that Mu Longyu doesn't want to say it, what should he say?

Murong Yu explained eagerly, "Yue'er, it's not that I don't want to tell you, it's just that I have difficulties."

That's all he can say.

Han Yue said empathetically, "Old Yu, you have difficulties, if you don't want to say it, then you don't want to say it, as long as you are willing to say it, I am willing to listen, and if you don't want to say it, I am not willing to listen."

Murong Yu looked deeply at Han Yue, who smiled sweetly at her.

This smile made Murong Yu's heart beating wildly even more.

Murong Yu's heart said, "Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang".jump out!

Murong Yu pressed his chest.

Seeing this, Han Yue asked, "Leng Yu, are you feeling unwell?"

Murong Yu said with a slightly panting voice, "I'm not uncomfortable, I just feel a little itchy in my chest."

Also, Mu Lengyu made him laugh, and he said, "Then grab it."

Mo Longyu's chest didn't actually itch. He lied to Han Yue, but Han Yue spoke, and he obediently stood on his chest and scratched it.

Yue asked with concern, "Wang Yu, is your chest still itchy?"

His charming peach blossom eyes stared at Mu Longyu, and Mu Longyu bumped into his beautiful peach blossom eyes when he raised his head.

Mu Longyu hurriedly left his sight, swallowed his saliva and said, "It's not itchy anymore."

Han Yue said, "That's fine."

Mu Longyu looked towards the window, which was closed by the curtains, so he couldn't see anything outside.

Hanyue looked at the window, and the window that was about to be blocked by curtains was pitch black.

He asked curiously, "Leng Yu, what are you looking at?"

Mo was always at a loss in front of Han Yue, always flustered.

His mind was very confused, and suddenly he said, "Is Yue'er boring? How about I tell you a story?"